Words and music by Randy Meisner, Glenn
Frey and Don Henley He was a poor boy,
raised in a small family He kinda had a
craving for somethin' no one else could
see They say that he was crazy, The kind
that no lady should meet He ran out to
the city and wandered around in the
street He wants to dance, oh yeah, He
wants to sing, oh yeah, He wants to see
the lights a flashin' and listen to the
thunder ring He saw it in a window The
mark of a new kind of man He kinda liked
the feeling, so shiny and smooth in his [ De: https://www.dicelacancion.com/letra/eagles/certain-kind-of-fool ]
hand He took it to the country and
practiced for days without rest And then
one day he felt if, He knew he could
stand with the best They got respect, oh
yeah, He wants the same, oh yeah, And
it's a certain kind of fool who Like to
hear the sound of his own name Oo... A
poster on a storefront, the picture of a
wanted man He had a reputation spreading
like fire throughout the land It wasn't
for the money, at least it didn't star t
that way It wasn't for the runnin' , but
now he's runnin' everyday. Letra Certain
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